The cold wind tore apart the flying snow and left it in the distance.

The white clothes were swaying in the wind, and Ye Chen stood in the void, a sword blocking the pace of more than a hundred martial artists.

"You only need to answer me one question, and I will not hinder you. Ye Chen said lightly, his tone was still not sad or happy.

Hearing this, Lin Fu turned around and looked at Ye Chen with a somewhat stunned expression, and was about to speak when he was stopped.

The middle-aged man in blue stepped out of the air, made a sword salute with his sword, and said in a low voice: "Your Excellency has any problems, if you know about it, you will definitely not hide it." ”

Ye Chen's sword pointed and landed in the void, and its snow whirlpool swirled around his fingertips, and finally turned into a phantom.

The phantom gradually quantified in substance, and it was Gongzi Su.

Ye Chen pointed to this phantom and said lightly, "Have you ever seen these people?"

His expression was slightly stunned, whether it was a martial arts realm or an ordinary martial artist, his eyes were staring straight at this phantom.

Some martial artists even shouted in a low voice: "Domain Master!"

"Your Excellency, do you know my domain master?" the blue-clothed middle-aged man whispered, his expression becoming more and more vigilant.

Catching a glimpse of everyone's expressions, Ye Chen already knew the answer, smiled without saying a word, turned around and walked towards the courtyard below.

"Moon Domain, it's only ten years to establish such a force, it's good!" The flying snow wool drowned Ye Chen's figure, and the long hair dancing wildly whipped the snow wool.

"Commander!" Lin Fu whispered, his expression hurried, "The situation is urgent. There is no time to wait!"

"Who the hell is this person. Why did he know about the domain master?" The blue-clothed middle-aged man sighed slightly, and led the crowd away, and in just an instant, hundreds of sword lights disappeared at the end of the sky.

Snow and snow, falling in a torrent. Hundreds of ice sculptures stand tall above the snow, reflecting specks of light.

Grabbing the wine jug, Ye Chen's eyes were half-squinted, staring at the grass hut that was crumbling in the wind. It was a long time before the hut made a creaking sound.

The vicissitudes of life melted into the cold wind, and a tall figure emerged.

Within tens of zhang. The snow flakes were bounced away one after another, and an aura spread.

"Recovered?" Ye Chen suddenly chuckled, sensing the thick true qi in Wang You's body.

Wang You suppressed the coercion in his body and took a few steps forward in stride. Grabbing the wine jug placed on the table, Wang You looked up to the sky and took a long sip, without any joy on his face after regaining his strength.

"I'm leaving, Huacheng is my stop after all, not my belonging. Wiping the wine from the corner of his mouth, Ye Chen was silent for a moment before he spoke.

Hearing this, Wang You's face changed slightly, and then he smiled: "I knew it when I first saw it." You have never belonged to the flower city, the flower city is too bland, after all, it is not your stage. ”

Wang You raised his head, his eyes fell on the sky, and said softly: "Only there is your stage!"

"Hehe, there is a kind of person, no matter how many years he disappears, as long as he re-steps on that stage, he is him. Crazy, you're that kind of person. Wang You whispered. Reluctant.

"What about you?" Turning around, Ye Chen also looked at the gloomy void, the cold wind roared like a devil, rolling up the flying snow in the sky, and the snow flakes were flying. No one knows where this snow is going.

"I like this little city more than the starry sky. The sun rises and the sun sets. Wang You grabbed the wine jug and drank it in one gulp, "The sky does not belong to my stage, there are conflicts of interest, and there are too many killings!"

"That's not what I'm after, I told Yusong a long time ago that I want to watch his white-eyed wolves grow up. Wang You sighed slightly, he knew that Ye Chen was leaving.

"If I get tired of that sky in the future, I will come back to you for a drink, this courtyard, you have to take care of it for me!" Ye Chen turned around and looked at Wang You with a calm expression.

Everyone has their own path to take, Ye Chen will never dissuade a person, and at this moment, he will also not dissuade Wang You from leaving Huacheng.

Perhaps, staying in Huacheng, Wang You's life is very dull, maybe he will stop in the Lingwu Realm for the rest of his life, but this is Wang You's way, and it is also his way.

"I've heard Qianchuan say that there is a fat man's sword in the world that is drawn for you, but I want to say that there is also a sword in Huacheng that is also drawn for you. ”

"Maybe one day, when I'm tired of life here, I'll go to that sky too!" Wang right-handedly pointed to the sky above his head and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Ye Chen also smiled, handed the wine jug in his hand to Yu Song, and said seriously: "The wine of the Martial God Continent, if you want to drink this kind of wine one day, come to the sky!"

The five fingers were clenched into a fist, and Ye Chen punched down on Wang You's chest, "I'm leaving!"

The snow flew, forming stairs that spread up to the end of the day.

Ye Chen resolutely turned around, led Qianchuan Xue, and walked towards the end of the sky without looking back, "The wind should belong to the vast starry sky, and Shiyue can see this more thoroughly than me." ”

Above the city tower, Hua Wujian sighed slightly, held his sword and made a sword salute, looking at the two figures that were fading away with respect.

The same is true of many Huacheng martial artists, as a way to express their gratitude to Ye Chen for saving Huacheng.

With his eyes slightly closed, Ye Chen's terrifying soul power spread out, and following the breath left by those previous martial artists, Ye Chen took a step forward, holding Qian Chuanxue's hand, and followed closely.

Under the hazy sky, the undulating peaks were rendered blood-red by the remnant sun, and the white bones were covered by flying snow.

Ten Thousand Lonely Peaks swayed upward, the tumbling sword qi tore apart the surrounding clouds and snow curtains, and figures danced wildly on the top of the mountain.

In the void beside him, the sound of killing was as loud as thunder, rushing into the sky, and the monstrous killing intent dispelled the sunlight.

A slender and tall figure stood on the top of the mountain, and her long hair was tied together with a hemp rope, casually hanging down to her waist.

This person was wounded in many places, stained with blood, and his long hair was stained with blood, clinging to the handsome face of the noble, the young man was holding an equally noble sword, and three big characters were engraved on the hilt: Gongzi Sword!

The remnant sun is like blood, and its blood drips down the rocks, melting the snow all over the ground.

Where the young man stood, there were bloody corpses everywhere, and broken swords were stuck on the rocks.

And at the foot of the mountain under the lonely peak, two figures stood proudly, a young man and an old man.

The young man was dressed in a green shirt, but the ordinary green shirt could not hide the compelling heroic spirit, and the slender sword weapon was suspended around him, flipping, and sometimes making a dinging sound.

The young man put his hands behind his back and looked at the top of the clouds with an indifferent expression, his eyes full of coldness.

The old man standing beside the young man had a rather majestic face, and he was wearing a crown on his head, and a terrifying will flowed over the crown.

Where the young and old men were, the void within a radius of a hundred zhang was imprisoned, and their dense bloody corpses were piled up at the foot of the mountain.

"Lord of the Moon Domain, it's a pity for this talent!" the old man suddenly spoke, chuckling: "But except for this Moon Domain, the City Lord of the Son must not forget the previous promise!"

The young man raised his head, and it was Gongzi Yu. Hearing this, Gongzi Yu nodded and said lightly: "Lord of Yan City, although the strength of my Eight Cold City is not as good as before, I have never broken my promise to others!"

"As for the matter of the Blood Prison, I will join forces with you in Bahan City!" Gongzi Yu looked at the clouds with a somewhat complicated expression, and sighed slightly, the peak of martial arts, it has been ten years, and your strength has become much stronger than you imagined.

Holding a sword, Gongzi Yu stepped on the mountain wind, and his body walked towards the clouds lightly, no longer real.

Bang bang! The warrior like a tide jumped into the void, stood neatly behind the old man, and shouted, "I've seen the city lord!"

The old man is also the lord of the eight cities, smoke and rain.

"Brothers kill each other, old man, you have given birth to a pair of good sons! Kill your father first, and then kill your brother, tsk!" The corner of the old man's mouth raised a mocking smile, fighting openly and secretly for nearly a hundred years, but you, the old guy, died under the sword of his son, and the most tragic thing in the world has ever been like this. Suddenly, the old man's eyes showed a monstrous killing intent, and he also thought of his son, the smoke and dust that fell in the sword tomb, clicked, and the void shattered in vain.

The smoke and rain flowed through the space, followed closely after Gongzi Yu, "Blood Prison, the former Blood Prison Emperor killed my son, and his old man will let the entire Blood Prison come to the funeral!"

"And the Blood Hell Emperor, even if you re-enter the reincarnation, this seat will find you and make you never reborn. The monstrous killing intent was permeating the smoke and rain, and the sky was getting more and more hazy.

"Kill!" Chongxiao's shout resounded at the foot of the mountain, and thousands of Eight Cold City Law Enforcers and Eight Great City Law Enforcers rose to the sky, rushing into the clouds with swords.

"Kill!" Above the clouds, a dense figure emerged, the clouds and the ground, its brilliant sword light broke through the sky, and a famous Moon Domain martial artist rushed out with a sword, trying to block the siege of the Eight Cold Cities and the Eight Great Cities.

There was a rain of blood under the hazy sky, and the blood feathers were one after another, dyeing the white world into blood red, and even the sunlight sank in this blood rain.

A will was like a sharp blade, and the warriors who stood in front of Gongziyu turned into a bloody corpse.

Unstoppable, Gongzi Yu stepped on the cloud hall with a sword, and looked at the blood-colored figure in the distance, a complicated look flashed in his eyes: "See you again, useless guy!"

The sharp sound of breaking wind gradually sounded, and the young man raised his head, his eyes were a little piercing, and his killing intent burst out in his body irrepressibly, "Gongzi Yu!"

"Who am I? I didn't know who I was many years ago, but a voice in my heart told me that my name was Childe Su!"

"A swordsman with a deep hatred of blood, my existence is to destroy the Eight Cold Cities and kill that man named Gongzi Yu. ”

"So, I've been killing all these years, I've established the Moon Domain, I don't know why this force is called the Moon, maybe it has something to do with the fact that I often dream of that round of the Silver Moon. ”

"I really want to forget something, something very important, I try to think about it, but vaguely, I only remember a man called the Lord, and that silver moon. ”

Qingming's pupils gradually turned blood-red, and the young man's eyes looked straight at Gongzi Yu who came with a sword, he was like a demonic beast that had lost his mind, with a dangerous aura